Writing Goodbye in My Vows
After a beat of hesitation, he pushed open the unlocked door.
Almost at the same moment, Elsie, barely dressed, threw herself at Jared. She let out a soft, breathy moan, her voice syrupy sweet. "Professor Hammond, why don't you just pretend I'm Eleanor?"
"Stop this," he said. He tried to push her away, but his hand brushed against something soft, and he froze.
That hesitation was all she needed. She pressed herself against him fully, emboldened by his silence. "Why? Am I not good enough compared to Eleanor? Or even Willow?"